All night I've realized... I didn't choose college. I never chose between Dan and Nate. I didn't even choose paris last year. Blair told me I was going. Trust me, I know what it feels like when you're not making your own decisions.

Serena: You know this isn't her fault. She needs help. The last time that this happened she ended up wandering through the snow in her bare feet.Vanessa: Yeah. After she Single White Female'd her college roommate.Serena: Rufus said the girl's boyfriend led her on.Vanessa: Fine. She's in your dress with your ex. But if you're so concerned about Charlie you find her and I'll find Dan.

Dan: There are a million gold dresses.Serena: Yeah but there's only one with a Pamela Dennis label... cut out. Take it off.Dan: This is obviously a misunderstanding.Serena: Why are you defending her? You are not leaving here in that.Charlie: If you didn't want me to go to the party with Dan you didn't have to humiliate me.Serena: Okay, Charlie, this has nothing to do with Dan.Dan: Good. Then you won't mind if we leave together. Now.

Rufus: Don't you have Blair's engagement toast? I know you both have your issues.Serena: I can't force Blair to want me there.Rufus: But, come on, it's Blair. She might have trouble saying it most of the time, she loves you as much as she loves anybody. Of course she wants you there.

Vanessa: You didn't need to have your cousin make me look like a crazy, jealous bitch to Dan.Serena: Oh you don't need any help with that.Vanessa: She said I manipulated her to ruin Rufus' business dinner. You're telling me that innocent cousin Charlie came up with that by herself?Serena: I'm saying you probably did whatever she said you did. If Charlie's fighting back, good for her. She's learning.

Blair: In all my years of public humiliationâ€”which, let's face it, are manyâ€”that was the absolute worst.Serena: Well maybe Louis will come around.Blair: Perhaps. But his mother never will. And who can blame her. I should have known my past with Chuck would come back to haunt me.Serena: You're probably going to hate me for saying this, but as drunk and inappropriate as Chuck was, I still felt a little bad for him.Blair: What? Why?Serena: I don't know. I guess I just always thought your prince was here. With his empire in Manhattan.

Blair: Chuck, go home!Chuck: Match, Blair. You proved that you can score a prince. Okay, I admit you made me jealous. Now let's go back to my place so you can collect your prize.Blair: Stop this. You're embarrassing me.Chuck: What? It's not me who's disrespecting these fine people, it's you! Pretending you're going to marry this French phony. It's a joke.Serena: Chuck, no one's laughing. Don't do this.

Eric: Come on. Acting like Blair never works for anybody except Blair. And besides, Blair has so many skeletons I highly doubt Louis' mother is going to find her an acceptable princess-in-training.Serena: Yeah. Yeah, you're right. I have to go.Eric: She says sneakily. Oh. Looks like B's in for some hair gum of her own.

Blair: If you'll excuse me, there's a tart in my room I'd rather attend to.Serena: Blair, this fight between us has gotten out of hand so why don't I be the mature one and admit that I may have overreacted about you and Dan.Blair: Really?Serena: Yes. So let's just put this all behind us so we can gush about Louis already.Blair: Oh. Yes! Because all this elation was nearly meaningless without being able to talk to you about it.

Do you have Bryn Harold? Well then take off your shoes and chase her down, because I need that opera as a front of book idea. They're doing Boris Godunov this spring. Who doesn't love Tsars and Cossacks?